i don’t search for you
crescent moon
our love decays, half-life
freeman blue
my lonely doom

my missing slice
my pumpkin pie
sweet spice
our fingers entwined
cinnamon twist

i run from this
from my fate
from when we kissed
i run to a place  
past time, outside space

it takes away
your face
takes me back
to better days
it takes away
our separate ways
your way
away